already knew that. Tell.”
John shifted a little, trying to conceal his ever-growing
arousal. “There wasn’t much to it. I was here, on the couch, and this woman
came in. And she said something about how grateful she was we’d saved her
grandfather.”
“Was she somebody you actually knew?”
“No. I don’t think so. I mean, I didn’t recognize her. But
in the dream I did. Like I’d seen her before. But I don’t think she’s anyone
from real life.”
“So what happened?”
John could feel his cheeks burning now. “There isn’t much
more. She said she was so grateful, was there something she could do to repay
us, I said we couldn’t accept any kind of gratuity, and then she was all over
me.”
“Was she hot?”
“Well, yeah. You ask a lot of questions.”
Lucy nodded. “Fantasies interest me. Would you do it?”
“What, in real life?”
“Yes.”
“No. I couldn’t. I mean, it wouldn’t be ethical.”
“Would you pretend?”
Krulak’s cock ached against the zipper of his pants now.
“Pretend.”
“Pretend. Here. With me. Tonight. I could be grateful.”
“I…uh. I’d like to, but…”
“What time’s good?”
John closed his eyes, fighting for control. Right now is
good. Go lock the door. “I don’t know,” he said, looking at her again. “It
would depend on when they get runs. But, um, they always go to dinner at
midnight, if they don’t have a call.”
Lucy smiled brightly. “Midnight it is.”
“Uhh…”
Her smile faltered. “No?”
“Yes. Absolutely yes. Just, um, if there’s anyone here,
other paramedics…”
“John, I have done some sneaking around before.”
“Okay. Should I wear my uniform?”
She thought about it. “Nooo. Too obvious.”
“Right. Wouldn’t want that.”
She smiled again, then leaned to kiss him chastely on the
cheek. “I can’t wait.”
John glanced at the clock and counted the hours until
midnight.
Chapter Six
He parked his car around the corner and walked up to the
shed. It was five minutes to midnight. Thankfully the squad was gone. He hoped
they were at dinner and not on a run that would bring them back too soon.
This is crazy , he told himself. You’re going to
get caught.
The idea sent a shiver down his spine. It wasn’t fear. His
body felt alive, tingling again. This girl and her ideas had his sex drive
shifted into overdrive. He felt better than he had in months. All his stupid,
crazy thoughts about different sex were gone. He was sure of himself
again. He could feel the testosterone flooding his veins.
He turned the light on. Then he turned it off. They might
see it from the firehouse. But if they did, they wouldn’t think anything of it.
He turned it on again. By its harsh light, the room looked even dingier. On the
other hand, groping around in the dark was not exactly in the spirit of things.
He crossed to the little office and turned the light on in there, then went
back to turn the main light off. The side lighting softened the grunge of the
space, yet let him see clearly.
Yeah. Big manly straight guy, and you’re worried about
the ambient lighting. Nice.
John took the condom out of his pocket and put it on the
little table beside the couch. He sat down, put his hands behind his head,
tried to look casual. Too cocky. He sat forward, put his elbows on his
knees. Too awkward. He tried to remember what the heck paramedics did when they
weren’t sitting around waiting for their illicit sex partner to arrive.
They make coffee.
John shook his head. Nothing would tip off the night shift
to his presence faster than fresh coffee. Maybe he should be doing paperwork or
something. Checking his equipment.
He glanced down at his crotch. The equipment was all ready.
Eager. Just thinking about Lucy made his cock stir.
He wondered what she’d told Nolan about her late-night
outing.
And just that quickly, his passion was cooled.
Nolan. Damn it. Nolan didn’t want her. Not sexually. He’d
said it was okay.
John shifted a little, trying to conceal his ever-growing
arousal. “There wasn’t much to it. I was here, on the couch, and this woman
came in. And she said something about how grateful she was we’d saved her
grandfather.”
“Was she somebody you actually knew?”
“No. I don’t think so. I mean, I didn’t recognize her. But
in the dream I did. Like I’d seen her before. But I don’t think she’s anyone
from real life.”
“So what happened?”
John could feel his cheeks burning now. “There isn’t much
more. She said she was so grateful, was there something she could do to repay
us, I said we couldn’t accept any kind of gratuity, and then she was all over
me.”
“Was she hot?”
“Well, yeah. You ask a lot of questions.”
Lucy nodded. “Fantasies interest me. Would you do it?”
“What, in real life?”
“Yes.”
“No. I couldn’t. I mean, it wouldn’t be ethical.”
“Would you pretend?”
Krulak’s cock ached against the zipper of his pants now.
“Pretend.”
“Pretend. Here. With me. Tonight. I could be grateful.”
“I…uh. I’d like to, but…”
“What time’s good?”
John closed his eyes, fighting for control. Right now is
good. Go lock the door. “I don’t know,” he said, looking at her again. “It
would depend on when they get runs. But, um, they always go to dinner at
midnight, if they don’t have a call.”
Lucy smiled brightly. “Midnight it is.”
“Uhh…”
Her smile faltered. “No?”
“Yes. Absolutely yes. Just, um, if there’s anyone here,
other paramedics…”
“John, I have done some sneaking around before.”
“Okay. Should I wear my uniform?”
She thought about it. “Nooo. Too obvious.”
“Right. Wouldn’t want that.”
She smiled again, then leaned to kiss him chastely on the
cheek. “I can’t wait.”
John glanced at the clock and counted the hours until
midnight.
Chapter Six
He parked his car around the corner and walked up to the
shed. It was five minutes to midnight. Thankfully the squad was gone. He hoped
they were at dinner and not on a run that would bring them back too soon.
This is crazy , he told himself. You’re going to
get caught.
The idea sent a shiver down his spine. It wasn’t fear. His
body felt alive, tingling again. This girl and her ideas had his sex drive
shifted into overdrive. He felt better than he had in months. All his stupid,
crazy thoughts about different sex were gone. He was sure of himself
again. He could feel the testosterone flooding his veins.
He turned the light on. Then he turned it off. They might
see it from the firehouse. But if they did, they wouldn’t think anything of it.
He turned it on again. By its harsh light, the room looked even dingier. On the
other hand, groping around in the dark was not exactly in the spirit of things.
He crossed to the little office and turned the light on in there, then went
back to turn the main light off. The side lighting softened the grunge of the
space, yet let him see clearly.
Yeah. Big manly straight guy, and you’re worried about
the ambient lighting. Nice.
John took the condom out of his pocket and put it on the
little table beside the couch. He sat down, put his hands behind his head,
tried to look casual. Too cocky. He sat forward, put his elbows on his
knees. Too awkward. He tried to remember what the heck paramedics did when they
weren’t sitting around waiting for their illicit sex partner to arrive.
They make coffee.
John shook his head. Nothing would tip off the night shift
to his presence faster than fresh coffee. Maybe he should be doing paperwork or
something. Checking his equipment.
He glanced down at his crotch. The equipment was all ready.
Eager. Just thinking about Lucy made his cock stir.
He wondered what she’d told Nolan about her late-night
outing.
And just that quickly, his passion was cooled.
Nolan. Damn it. Nolan didn’t want her. Not sexually. He’d
said it was okay.
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